EROTICA
The Reflection of Love
from CRAVE: Hidden Pleasures

Reflecting upon the reflection that is your love, I see myself. I see the hope, I see the joy, I see the creation, I see the chaos, I see the happiness, I see the sadness. I see all things as I witness the Divine. “Your love is a reflection,” you whisper to me. “This I know,” I whisper back. This I know. In our embrace, I reflect upon your beauty. Is it mine, that I see, or it is yours? “It’s ours,” my mind whispers. Yes. That’s it. It is OURS. I reflect more. I CRAVE more wisdom. “How does she like to be touched?” I ask. “Like this:” her body replies,
Glide your fingertips gently up my leg and caress the outside of my hip. Don’t squeeze my ass, but leave your warm hand there. Take your other hand and lift my chin so my eyes meet yours. Look into my eyes. Speak to me with your thoughts. Look at my lips. Watch me bite them. You know what I CRAVE. Kiss me, softly, then hard. Take me. Bite my lips. Run your hands to my hips. Pull me to you. Spread me open to receive your heart. Kiss my neck. Put your hands in my hair and pull gently as you tongue your way down to my breasts. Watch my excitement as you kiss, lick, and suck the joy from them. Leave them happy. Kiss me again. Enter slowly into my sacredness and rock with the beat of our hearts. Let’s take our time tonight. The moon is low — it’s hours before dawn. Love me like I CRAVE to love you.
_______________________ © Anthony O’Dugan 2021
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